Colton let out a short, dry laugh, shaking his head as he closed the distance between them. He reached out, his thumb brushing the line of her jaw.
"No," Colton whispered, his eyes dark with the intensity that always seemed to pull her under. "But even if he was, you'd find a way to make him apologize for his wings being too loud. You're the only person I know who isn't afraid of the fire—or me." [S1E6] Why does it not surprise me that you 'd ...
" if he stepped out of line?" he murmured. Colton let out a short, dry laugh, shaking
"Then I'm not most people." She finally turned, her eyes defiant and bright. "I don't care who he is or how much money he has. If he treats those boys like they're less than, I'm going to say something." "But even if he was, you'd find a
Colton leaned against the glass doorframe, a smirk tugging at his lips.